reality_crossroads | Entries tagged with sign and soapbox

From a door that may be vaguely familiar to some of those here comes what appears to be a robotic centaur, writing in a notepad and shaking its head. "Stupid fucking Visserarchy. How it lasted as long as it did I haven't a clue."

After a moment it looks around with a sigh. "Oh what now . . ."

Current Mood: annoyed

lankin_long

*She is not quite supernaturally pretty, the woman sitting at the Sign. Not quite. But her voice sounds uncannily like water trickling over stones and her shoeless feet have tiny hooves on the toes.* What do you think when you think of faeries? Some silly flower-dwelling fool? A trickster? A thing with teeth?

thelightontheedgeofsleep

*A man, or at least a humanoid shape in a robe, is people-watching from a dark corner. That only holds its interest for a few minutes even here, however, so before long it comes up with a few questions.*

What do you hunger for most, and what is the most hungry you have ever been? What are the best and worst things you have eaten, be it in morals or simply taste?

Current Mood: hungry

save_us_alice

Alice has found a comfortable and safe (as far as she knows -- it certainly isn't trying to eat her right now) armchair near the Nexus to plop herself in. She has one arm wrapped around her middle, and looks vaguely queasy. "So -- what exactly does it mean when you suddenly can't stand the smell of bacon frying?" she inquires of the world at large. "I've never objected to it before, but this morning. . .I couldn't even have breakfast." Yes, she's aware this is probably a question for a doctor, but one of the downsides of living in their pocket universe is that there's none readily available for her to see. And she doesn't exactly trust the ones in her home universe (given she's from the Victorian era and all).

Current Mood: sick

thelightontheedgeofsleep

Do you recall how I came to this place? *The speaker isn't apparently a person, but a well. Or more likely a person in the well, but why would the whole thing be here and not just the person?*

Current Mood: curious

mordredeschain

*Mordred has discovered the Sign and has a question to ask.* Have ya ever had the sort o' day where ya wished the universe would just end already? If so, how did ya deal with it?

no_sanity_clause

"Ever have someone really surprise you?" This brightly dressed person just grins as they lean against the Sign and look around to see if anyone's here today.

Current Mood: amused

stormbunny

"I find myself in a difficult situation. Given the nature of this place... it can't be completely unique."

"I lost someone I cared about, because access to his universe is gone. It was always a possibility, and yet... it was completely unexpected when it happened. For some time, I've kept surveillance in place in case the portal returned..."

"When you lose someone, there's a point when you have to accept they are not coming back. It's expected to mourn the loss... but... How does one mourn for someone, when you know they're not dead? And... he was an alternate, so there is a counterpart in my own world. How can I make it less awkward if I have to work with him?"

Current Mood: lonely

in_the_cracks

"What necessities do you live by?" There's just enough edge to Telrim's cool tone to hint at her annoyance. As happens more often than she'll admit to her colleagues, the Controller's using the Sign area for personal reasons. She's leaning against the back of an armchair, arms folded. Sitting is for the weak, perhaps. "What facts of life that can't be changed?"

in_the_cracks

Telrim has parked herself on a couch near the Sign. It’s quite hard to miss the enormous, flashing Day-Glo monstrosity, and yet the Yeerk is disregarding it for now. She’s hunched over, elbows resting easily on her knees, mind elsewhere. On the low table in front of her is a wire cage, fresh from a Nexus pet shop. Huddled inside is a feathered, six-limbed creature about the size of a small cat. It’s really quite cute, if you’re the type to appreciate that.

Telrim isn’t. She doesn’t seem to be any happier about this than the chadoo is. In point of fact she’s staring at it with the kind of intent suspicion normally reserved for possible spies.

For all she knows, it might be.

“Very well,” she says eventually, reaching out to turn the cage around. She raises her voice to the Nexus at large. “Who knows anything about this?”

((Bonus pictorial reference! The critter in question is the small darker one on the right.))

youngnotstupid

Well... This was interesting. Forte had been out exploring on her own in armor again, not that she could get very far with the wall blocking their home. Well, not usually.

But today was different. Today she'd found an opening. A gap. And she was planning to make the most of it. She'd missed the alternates, but there was no way of knowing if they were still around. Or if they're even around anymore. But the sign was familiar.

But she doesn't really have a question. Just curiosity and the urge to explore. Her Gospel was tagging along at her heels.

itsybitsyrebel

"So, I know this isn't the most stable place in any sense of the word," Spider says, holding an umbrella to try to ward off the light shower of chocolate covered raisins that seem to be dropping in place of rain today. "But has anyone else here ever had the feeling it was playing with you?"

"Like, you're starting to go somewhere and you end up someplace that used to be in the opposite direction, or you go to another universe after taking a break to hide out from things there and find it's only been a couple hours there? And what's with the weather lately?"

Current Mood: amused

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A Crossroads Between Realities

Entries tagged with sign and soapbox

A Far-Overdue Voicetest

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Further Questions

"Urgh. . ."

A Highly Worrying New Arrival

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No chance to say goodbye...

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A new but probably familiar to some arrival

Chocolate Covered Raisins?

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